Scarface

Scarface - Southside: Houston, Texas lyrics

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Meanwhile, on the Southside of town...

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Southside, the south, southside <i>[8x]</i>

<i>[Scarface]</i>

Now what you niggas know about the dirty South

Nigga you spit the wrong shit you gettin' spurred in the mouth

Southside, let the spotlight shine, heat 'em up

Introduce 'em to the glock 1-9, beat 'em up

Who in the muthafuckin' house y'all, the Gulf Coast

Sippin' blurbs, we perb on, serve and get a smoke

Eyes bleedin' from the brown shit

The porch thick as you could ever fuk around wit

And shut you down, bitch

I represent from all angles of the south

From S.A. to M-I-A, we in the house

Knockin' busta muthafuckas out

So what you sayin'

If you for real about this Goddamn game

You'd say you playin'

So what you claimin'

Peep the game that's bein' spit

Tell dem niggas who ain't listenin'

That Southside's the shit

I'm screamin' "Dirty South"

While I'm chuckin' up my deuce

Dedicated to my down ass niggas

The South trues, the Southside

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Devin]</i>

Southside, nigga what, nigga southside

Bitches come a dime from outta town

With they mouth wide open

Scopin' out the popped trunks, trippin'

Off the candy paint, drippin'

Elbows and vogues slippin'

Lookin' for sumtin' to happen

And thinkin' that these streets are cool

And I'm the fool to show 'em 'round

'Cuz I be rappin'

That's when I let 'em know

Hoe, there's no southern hospitality

'Cuz when dey get here

Then the southern fatality

I ball

Wit a group of niggas when it's time to do a job

Fuck these groupie bitches smokin' drankin' with the squad

Because it gets crazy after dark

They keep they hands on they gun

From 5th ward to South Park

The Southside

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Tela]</i>

Bitches and hoes, jewelry and clothes

Money to fold, afterparties and shows

That's how it goes in this dirty hole

Southside muthafuckas need to let 'em know that uhh

(Niggas ain't playin' in Texas)

Even our bitches be bouncin' in bubble Lexus

In the 'llac, in the back, wit yack

That's our thang

Niggas got game and you slang like main

I been around the world and I-I-I-I

Love my Southside niggas

I don't know man

I don't know why, why

We some live ass niggas

Makes no sense how they pimp in the Chi

I'm gone ball from the H to the M 'til I die

A-T-L, what the hell, you know Atlanta be live

In between New Orleans, shit , we 'bout it and high

Come on

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